Introduction to Dimensions (a poem)
Slightly beyond your peripheral, and left-ward, is the realm of Slums. Beggars, borrowers, betters, bingers, and bums. All who took a risk, and all who lost. They sleep in doorways and alleyways. Afraid to show their faces in the former realm—the realm of Bliss. Afraid to search for love…afraid to hope and afraid to wish. Therefore they hide behind beards, cardboard boxes, and filth—eating where they spit, shit, and piss. Slightly beyond your peripheral, and down-ward, is the realm of... Sign in to see full entry.